The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Just do as I say!" Frank snapped and hung up.

The more normal something appeared these days, the more fishy it was, and Frank refused to gamble!

The next day, Frank headed to the address Vicky provided, which was for a mansion in the suburbs. The surrounding area was quite dilapidated, and the mansion itself clearly had not been used for a while.

As Frank strode into the drawing room, he found a youth seated on the couch, sipping tea.

Everything he wore was from cheap brands, and he wore a pair of loafers.

With his myriad-colored dyed hair, he really looked no different from a street thug!

There were other boys who looked much the same with them too, all of them leering at Frank in amusement.

Mystic Sky Guild-formerly known as the Lanecorp Health and Safety Department had tracked them here, sensing that they meant to do harm.

They were encircling Uriah Zangi and his boys, and Fran-the team leader-hurried to Frank when he arrived. "Chief, those men slipped into Ms. Turnbull's house without us knowing and refused to leave, but they otherwise did nothing. That's why we didn't do anything reckless right away... but what should we do with them now that you're here?"

Frank held up a hand, gesturing for Bill Noran to stay put-if Uriah's group was not attacking, he could talk to them for now.

Mr. Lawrence! Allow me to introduce myself. I'm

we know each other?"

way. I'm but a humble man of

here to deliver a message to you: Die right now,

Sky Group members were

who's ever threatened our chief is resting

Frank, who calmly stared at Uriah as he asked

have to assist you!" Uriah suddenly snapped,

left laughing again, and they could not be

for real?" Even Bill was chuckling. "Did you watch too much anime Take a good look at a

for presuming that they were not martial elites right away and considering

to his seat, but even as he crossed his legs, he suddenly projected a very powerful

he spoke, "Mr. Lawrence is good-he even easily defeated the martial elite we sent clean up a loose end-but you should also know that there's always someone better. And Mr.

blinked and came up with a plan

of you-out," he said calmly to the Mystic Sky Group

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